Red White Royal Blue Sequel Novels & Stories

She explained, looking back up. “Huh? They look the same to me. Red ladders and blue slides.” I furrowed my brow. “So you don’t have my brother’s flair for colors. Probably for the best, I don’t want to have a mate as flamboyant in his style as André.” Katrina shrugged. “While the ladders are all in the red color family, they are distinct shades. Same with the slides. The ladder that you were climbing was crimson. But the ladder just above us is a scarlet. While the slides are either cobalt or Persian blue.” She explained.

“this is my mate so it will be a coronation gown, the colours Red, Gold and Blue, elegant and regal for my Luna Queen” She looks as though she’s tasting something sour now she knows who I am then plasters a fake smile onto her lips “of course, please your majesty come this way” she ushers me into the back room and quickly takes my measurements calling them out to the attendant standing nearby “okay all done” “thank you” I say and leave the dressing room.

As we stepped into the room with the rest of the Alphas who had arrived before us, I paused for a moment in the doorway to take in the sight before me. The rug that ran down the center of the room was a deep, midnight blue, and the flooring was a contrasting ivory with taupe marbling. The throne itself was a large chair, made from silver to symbolize the true royal family’s near immunity to the metal. The upholstery on the chair was the same blue as the rug, and just behind the throne was a clear glass mosaic window of the moon and Selene. Standing in front of the raised dais of the throne was King Tobias, his son, Prince Leonidas, and the Royal Beta, Malcolm, all three of them dressed richl

But he was too busy fighting with Alec to want to gossip with me. Sam loped his arm around my shoulders and pulled me closer to him. “It’s killing you, isn’t it?” he asked me. “What? That the red team is losing?” I asked, pretending like I was paying attention to the game. “The Reds are winning,” he said. “Oh, the blues are losing?” The sound he made was a cross between a sigh and a groan. “The blue team is called the Royals, Harlow.” “Royal blue?” I asked.

The first documented Duke and Duchess in history were, in fact, vampires. The royal family showed us all to our rooms. Lacey stayed on the same floor as me, Alpha Clark, and Beta James. Warrior Peace and Yvette stayed on the floor with the other warriors and their mates. All the rooms were amazing. Each one had its own color scheme. My room had shades of blue. I don’t know how everyone knows blue is my favorite color, but I’m glad to have a blue room. They also have soft fluffy pillars and a mixture of material that gives all of this blue a feminine touch. If I were to describe myself as a room, this room would be the perfect description; strong and confident, yet soft and feminine.

"The White faction is also called the golden faction, and they're royals. The Blues are the most innovative, and the most connected with the people. The Reds have the affinity to rebel, while the Radicals are outrightly seeking war with whoever they can fight." "Damn, you know more about the North than I do." Liora said, styling my hair into three huge braids. "Well, you guys document everything, and I wanted to make a mockery of my sister when it was made known that she'd be marrying the Prince, only for her to run away." I hissed. I didn't say the rest of it. I didn't say *and she had help running.* I didn't say *and the help had a name and red eyes and I said goodbye to him in a corridor

She appeared to be about the same age as Sabrina. “What's your name?” Sabrina asked. “Marla, Ms. Wise,” the girl said. She motioned to the bed behind her. “I hope you like what I've picked out so far.” Sabrina looked past Marla to the three dresses that were hung along the wall. Her eyes widened as she took notice of the beautifully colored silk that each of them was made of. They weren't just dresses. They were gowns. One of them was royal blue, another was a pale honey color, and the last was bright white. Each was floor length and looked like something fit to wear on the red carpet.

He says and I nod, totally agreeing. When his gaze falls back on me, it flickers to my hair and his eyebrows pull together, "No ribbon today?" I shake my head, "No ribbon for the last ten days." His confusion grows deeper, "Why?" "Because each color describes an emotion for me," I say. "Yeah?" "And for the past ten days, I only felt pain," I shake my head, "I don't have a color for that." Emotions reflect in his blue eyes as he lets my words sink in. His chest rises and falls before he mutters, "Can I fix that?"

I buried my nose in her silky hair as I tightened my arm around her waist. My business ruled the world. We're called Royal. I'm better in business compared to my younger brother, James. Truthfully, I don't allow anyone near me. I don't even remember after f****** a woman. But she's something - raw fire. Her glimpse ignited me. I hired a lady last night. So, I could get rid of her, this unwanted wedding. But now, I'm certain. I'm not letting her go.